Savingswoman
86. Wife

Farel sank his head into Raisya's chest, seeking comfort and warmth from there. Their current position, the side like a baby who wants a caress from a mother.

The sleeping Raisya was troubled by the hair sticking out right in her nose, making the woman have to endure the itching there.

Slowly, the slender hand tried to get rid of those naughty hairs. Black hair is soft when stroked however, very disturbing when it comes into contact with facial skin, especially the nose.

“Enghh.” Farel moaned, annoyed by Raisya's movements that kept his head away from the chest.

Raisya who was having a hard time immediately opened her eyes. Green net is green langusung served by a jet black color derived from Farel hair.

It was always like this the scene that the woman saw when she opened her eyes. Sighing in a child's breath, the woman tried to free her body from Farel's embrace. Seeing the sun peering coyly on the eastern horizon, made him moved to perform his morning ritual.

Farel who felt the cold from his stretching embrace scowled in annoyance. His burly hands tried to megais back Raisya's body. However, Raisa quickly dodged and got off the bed.

Farel quickly opened his eyes. Her net was staring at Raisya's back which looked away from entering the bathroom. Snorting bitterly, Farel immersed his entire face into the pillow, inhaling the voracious scent of Raisya left there.

Raisya stared at the reflection of her face in the mirror. Her beautiful face looked dazzling as she woke up. With a little miyak on the face, it makes it like models who do treatments up to billions of dollars.

His slender hands picked up utensils, such as brushes, toothpaste, and soap. Move slowly, hold the toothpaste on top of the brush, and rub it slowly and thoroughly in his mouth.

Farel, who felt Raisya for too long in the bathroom, looked up at the closed door. The man is seen rising, and walking with a slight stagger and narrowed eyes.

His burly tag grabbed the door handle, feeling unlocked, immediately the man opened the door.

Farel walked slowly, looking at the focused Raisya gargling and staring at the reflection of his face that made him chuckle. Slowly and surely, the man arrived right behind Raisya.

Raisya who was looking down, threw a trace in her mouth jumped in shock as her eyes met with a handsome male figure who was smiling behind her through the reflection of glass.

“You are beautiful,” Farel said with a gentle smile on her face. Those black eyes stared at the reflection of Raisya's face closely.

Raisya rolled his lazy eye, slowly he replied. “I'm definitely pretty, because I'm a woman. If I'm handsome that's the problem.” Raisya continued her activities, poured facial soap on her palm, and rubbed it to foam.

Farel chuckles. “Uh, the sweetness of this Wife of mine.” His sturdy hands were tightly coiled around Raisya's slender waist. His heart was warm when he mentioned Raisya's current status.

Raisya who got the grip felt uncomfortable, because of the difficulty to wipe his face. That pretty face looks sullen.

“Farel, take off your hand it, I'm having trouble washing my face.”

Farel chuckles. His hands pulled back. Now the man changed position, from behind Raisya, to be beside him.

Raisya who gains freedom soon performs her delayed morning ritual. While Farel was just silent, looking at Raisya who looked focused washing with a little massage on the beautiful face.

“What are you wearing?” Farel asked with his hands pointed towards Raisya's face which was covered with foam.

Raisya frowned, trying to understand the meaning of Farel's question. A few seconds later, he understood. His hands pointed at the bottle of soap.

Raisya who was washing his face was confused by Farel's behavior. Especially seeing Farel's cute face.

“You why?”

“Use.” Farel lowered his head with his hands still stretched out in front of Raisya.

Raisya was astonished, just like Farel could act cute like that. Even the woman could see Farel's reddened ears.

“Wear it yourself, you will have hands,” Raisya said flat with hands that rearrange the location of the equipment.

Farel looked up, shook his head strongly and looked at Raisya's face exactly like a cute dog.

“No, I don't want to. I want you to put this on my face, and then you massage my face like that.” Farel practiced massaging movements on his face, just like Raisya had.

Raisya opened her mouth in disbelief. The voice of protest that he was about to leave was swallowed by the sight of Farel's sad face. With a heavy heart, the woman took the soap bottle in Farel's hand, and poured it over his palm. Repeated his activities however, on a different face.

Farel who was looking at Raisya, smiled widely. The man bent his face slightly, so that Rasiya could touch his face easily without any difficulty.

Raisya gently rubbed and lightly pinched Farel's face. Starting from the forehead, cheeks, nose, and chin. Farel looked closed his eyes with a smile on his handsome face. The men seem to enjoy it.

Once it was even, Raisya pulled his hand from Farel's face. “Wait a few seconds, wait until the soap seeps in.” Raisya has interrupted Farel.

Farel who heard Raisya's orders nodded his head and smiled brightly. The man's behavior was exactly like that of a child.

Raisya who saw Farel's behavior chuckled. Anxiously, the woman rubbed Farel's hair, making the already messy hair even more messy.

Farel stunned. A gentle sip and a smile of Raisya, what an incredible sight to her. He will remember that smile forever.

“Already, now you're here.” Raisya drew Farel's hand, giving the order to bow. Slowly Raisya washed the handsome face.

Farel who felt a fresh taste on his face smiled brightly, his face looked at Raisya who also caught him.

“You're like a child. I feel like your mother now, not your Wife.” Raisya.

Farel's smile receded. That statement made his heart hurt. No, he was not sick with the words of Raisya, but he was sick with his childhood.

“Will a child behave like that? will a mother wash her child's face?” Farel looked at Raisya questioningly. Looks a little bit of curiosity in there.

Raisya was stunned to hear that question. The memory of Farel's dark time blocked his breath. He recalled, Farel had never felt the affection of parents.

“Did you never feel it?” Raisya asked slowly.

Farel looked down, his fingers twisted. The man was exactly like a child caught stealing. Slowly the man's head nodded.

Raisya fell silent, then spoke in a serious tone. “Then, from now on I will do some things you never felt before, like help you wash your face every morning, and wake you up.” Raisya touched Farel's soft shoulder.

Farel looked up, looking at Raisya with teary eyes. Quickly, the man grabbed onto Raisya's body, stuck his body there and drowned his head in the recesses of Raisya's neck.

Raisya was silent, her neck felt wet. The woman smiled sweetly. Although he did all of it initially just for drama, but one thing was certain. The woman will give sweet memories to Farel, before fate separates them. Especially giving memories, how it feels to be a child of love.